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Uncle Sam get out the way I don't care so hand the number to my pager watchin for weasels, but still take good care of my PEOPLE Keep handlin my
honeymoon without the marriage vows I fuck with some street killers and D dealers We out to market everything, even 3 wheelers I fuck with some blunt
up Its Cashin Run It Up Its Dashin Yea Yea You Know I Got it baby Pull up to church in a Bentley Right in the front Parked right by the preacher I
Boy, go suck your father, your mother Your auntie, your uncle, your Sister, your brother, your bombaclaat niece Knock your and rest in peace Dark
myself, no trust into them Took a L but when I'm off tag, fuckries again Uncle said he quit smoking, he a junkie again Now he can't touch my food, he'll
wealth mean I swear to god I be different from niggas Grew up wit hustlers my father that nigga Uncle a menace my cousins they killers My cousin got
got blammed Official killer, I'll do it on it cam Tax on that work, call me Yayo Uncle Sam HoodFame USA, shoot you in your face Sip so much lean,
youngins is flockin' around christmas time Where the killers do be clappin' Gettin' snatched, 'cause truly happened We just happy that we made it this
the dope dick all the bad bitches talk about She feel my nose ring, when I eat it, I'ma turn her out Already know my figures, OHB the pussy killers With
cyy, always moving with a bounce Scaling baggies by the ounce Table filled with large amounts Hard to even keep count, yeah Check the interior, nothing's
G'ed up (G'ed up)[02:03.21]Surrounded by some killers that say that I'm B'ed up (Oh)[02:06.18]That hoe want know how she could leave her man and free up
pops off Then we'll be side-by-side, obvy I wish you all the best But that's never life's story Cos if Whitney was the moral How would you define Bobby?
Man, somebody would've heard her Evidence was never cleared That shit to me was out of order News called you a killer Never said you had a daughter Never
left Gary, spent sixty, huh, huh Paid for it all blues, RIP nipsey, huh Diors on my feet, in high School, was Ken Griffeys, Huh My uncle showed me how
American Accents by accident b Batter babbling battlers with a Bag of batteries Ban these bias blaggers because They're badly backwards b Batty bible bashers
boy I lost everything in life but my soul boy That's why I'll never ever rap Like a dope boy Survived killers with AK's and grenades in A rage at my
Five percent president with my other girl Weavin' through traffic, can't be spotted by my other girl She gon' go crazy, the love turn into hatin'
worse. You've been instructed by sentences in each Verse featured to suck you into a world invented to see you bleed first. My brutal rhyme is running
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